The Alpha’s Rebellious Fiancee novel Chapter 30

Lyra (Seraphina)

Lucien sat on the edge of the bed, shirtless, his arm bleeding and bruised. I knelt beside him, carefully wrapping the gauze around the gash he earned while throwing himself in front of a rogue to protect me.

He flinched for the fifth time.

I gave him a look. “You’re such a baby.”

“It hurts!” he whined, scrunching his nose like a child.

“Oh please,” I muttered. “You survived a rogue attack but can’t handle a little wrap?”

“This wrap feels like you’re using barbed wire,” he grumbled, but he didn’t move.

I smirked and kept working, pulling the cloth tighter. “Big Alpha Lucien brought down by a bandage. How tragic.”

He let out a small laugh. “Tragic indeed.”

Silence settled between us as I smoothed the last bit of gauze down and secured it with a clip. His skin was warm under my hands, and I tried not to focus on the way his breathing slowed when I touched him.

“I need to apologize,” he said suddenly.

I looked up. His eyes were locked on mine, serious and soft in a way I rarely saw.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “Not just for everything recently, but for how I treated you the past two years. I was… I was cruel, and distant, and stubborn as hell.”

I blinked. His voice was shaking, just a little.

“And I was terrible at communicating with you,” he continued, “especially about how I felt. I never told you because… I didn’t know how to. My dad always told me Alphas don’t show feelings. That it makes us weak. So I pushed everything down. And when you came into my life, you just—broke everything wide open.”

I swallowed hard.

He looked down at his hand. “That day… the day you left the pack, I’m pretty sure it was because you saw me with that girl.”

I stiffened.